Then get yourself to Northern posh villages, I’d recommend Bakewell as they have a few independent book stores that have the dark academia vibe you’re going for.

Yeah it’s called being parched and the water in that moment will taste like nectar from the gods.

Honestly, not having to work to survive, food, clothes, shelter all taken care of and given my level of education I could actually help some fellow inmates learn.

Even with the possibility of being killed in there, at least then it’s a way out other than suicide.

I’m getting real close to wishing for that.

Since I’m also in a country that hasn’t got the death penalty, I could take out one of these cunts who horde riches as well.

What does Lemmy think? Should I set my quietly miserable future on fire to do some good in the world?

Chronic Morbs for me.

Tankies. For the first two you’re thinking of tankies. They’re not leftists, they’re commie-boos who simp for regimes they were lucky enough not to live through just because they’re anti-US and have the same oppression kink as the right-wing trolls.

Agreed, but now you have kids that have been raised on internet influencers as locos parentis, so it’s like they can skip the 10 year wait.

If it’s true that a man dies twice: once when his body fails, the second when his name is last spoken…

Then I swear this cheeky fucker is going to outlive us all!

I didn’t expect to be called out like that this morning, I haven’t even had coffee yet! Imma just curl up in a ball in the corner for the day.

Welp, looks like I’m in both parts of this picture.